nezumiko has arrived without incident!
I picked her up from Manchester Aiport on Saturday, and managed to drive her back to my place without killing either one of us. Which, y'know, bonus. We pretty much vegged out and did nothing for the rest of Saturday, mostly because Nezu was jetlagged as all hell and I was lazy. On Sunday we had a Proper British Sunday Lunch at a friend of mine's house, which involved roast chicken and potatoes and stuffing and Yorkshire puddings, and it was all very excellent. Then we took a wander around a local graveyard, as you do, and went to see The King's Speech in the evening. (Truly excellent film. More on that later.)
And we wrote! Which was fun. :D
This morning (well, morning-ish, more like middle-of-the-day) I got up and called the docs about my blood test results. This conversation happened:
Dark: Hi, I'm calling about my blood test results?
Receptionist: Okay, just give me your name... Thank you. Well, yep, your results are back. It looks like your hormone levels are slightly abnormal. I'm told you were expecting that?
Dark: Uh. Yes?
Receptionist: Okay, excellent.
[Pause]
Dark: Do I need to see the doctor?
Receptionist: Well, sure. You can if you want to.
Dark: Yes, please. Very much so.
Receptionist: Okay! I'll book you in for Thursday.
I guess that means it is PCOS? I'm not sure. She didn't say which hormone, or what 'slightly abnormal' means. I guess I'll find out on Thursday.